i feel like i've been on my feet all day, oh wait, that's because i have. after my class, i went home for lunch and then at 4pm, the school had a walking trip through the albaicín, an older part of the city with a lot of muslim history. it was beautiful and interesting, but lots and lots of walking, actually, it was more like hiking. after like 2 or 3 hours, i went back home, and then went back out in search of a bookstore, and also to explore the sidestreets a little bit. i found a fabulous bookstore with english books. i didn't buy anything, but it was just nice to have a pseudo barnes and noble experience. after an hour, i went back home and had dinner. after dinner, i went back out again to meet up with elena and peter, from my class, and some of their other friends. they wanted to go out to different bars, etc, but i wasn't in the mood because i'm exhausted. trekking around the city is more tiring than i thought - plus it's still kind of cold here, so i just wanted to curl up in bed. yet, now i'm sitting at the internet cafe again. but it's only because i need to be connected. not having constant internet access like i do back in seattle is weird. often times, i just want to look something up, and then i realize i can't, unless i visit the internet cafe. it's just less convenient. i like convenience - it's comfortable.
tomorrow, more walking - this time to sacremonte, which is further than the albaicín. wahoo. it'll be good though because it's a pretty place. then it shall be resting for the rest of the weekend.
have i mentioned how europe is pretty much the non-smoker's worst nightmare? everyone smokes here. sometimes, i just want to shout, "hey, i'd like not to die from secondhand smoke...so could you put out that cigarette?" or, yell out, "hey, you're going to die!" but that would make me a crazy person here. this is also one of the reasons why going out all the time doesn't hold that much appeal - i hate smelling like smoke. bleh.
Friday, May 07, 2004
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